Isaiah 45:9
Wo be vnto hym that striueth with his maker, let the potsherde striue with the potsherdes of the earth: Saieth the clay to the potter, What makest thou? or, thy worke is not perfectly done.
Wo be vnto hym that striueth with his maker, let the potsherde striue with the potsherdes of the earth: Saieth the clay to the potter, What makest thou? or, thy worke is not perfectly done.
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10 Wo be vnto hym that saieth to his father, what begettest thou? and to his mother, what bearest thou?
11 Thus saith the Lorde, euen the holy one and maker of Israel: Aske me of thinges for to come concerning my sonnes, and put me in remembraunce as touching the workes of my handes.
12 I haue made the earth, and created man vpon it: With my handes haue I spread foorth heauen, and geuen a commaundement for all the hoast thereof.
15 Wo vnto them that kepe secrete their thoughtes, to hide their counsell from the Lorde, and to do their workes in darknesse, saying: Who seeth vs? and who knoweth vs?
16 Doubtlesse your destruction is in reputation as the potters clay: And doth the worke say of hym that made it, he made not me? And doth an earthen vessell say of hym that fashioned it, he had no vnderstanding?
19 Thou wylt say then vnto me: Why then blameth he vs yet? For who hath ben able to resist his wyll?
20 But O man, what art thou which disputest with God? Shall the worke say to the workeman, why hast thou made me on this fashion?
21 Hath not the potter power ouer the clay, euen of the same lumpe to make one vessel vnto honour, and another vnto dishonour?
2 Arise, and go downe into the potters house, & there shal I tell thee more of my mynde,
3 Nowe when I came to the potters house, I founde hym makyng his worke vpon a wheele.
4 The vessell that the potter made of clay, brake among his handes: So he began a newe, and made another vessell accordyng to his mynde.
5 Then sayde the Lorde thus vnto me:
6 May not I do with you as this potter doth O ye house of Israel saith the Lorde? Beholde ye house of Israel, ye are in my hande, euen as the clay is in the potters hande.
8 But nowe, O Lorde, thou father of ours, we are thy clay, and thou art our potter, and we all are the worke of thy handes.
16 Beholde, I make the smith that bloweth the coales in the fire, & he maketh a weapon after his handy worke: I make also the waster to destroy.
50 Hath not my hande made all these thynges?
15 Shall the axe boast it selfe against him that heweth therwith? or shal the sawe make any bragging against hym that ruleth it? That were euen lyke as if the rod did exalt it selfe against him that beareth it, or as though the staffe should magnifie it selfe as who say it were no wood.
8 Thy handes haue made me, & fashioned me altogether rounde about, wilt thou then destroy me?
9 Remember I besech thee that thou madest me as the moulde of the earth, and shalt bring me into dust againe.
14 And the hurt thereof is lyke an earthen vessell whiche breaketh without helpe, so that in the bursting of it, there is not founde one sheuer to fetch fire in, or to take water withall out of the pit.
9 All caruers of images are but vayne, and the carued images that they loue can do no good: they must beare recorde them selues, that seeing they can neither see nor vnderstande, they shalbe confounded.
10 Who dare then make a god, or fashion an image that is profitable for nothing?
11 Beholde, all the felowship of them must be brought to confusion, & truely all the workemasters of them are men: they shal all be gathered together, they shall stand, tremble, and be confounded one with another.
12 The smith maketh an axe, and tempereth it with hotte coales, and fashioneth it with hammers, and worketh it with all the strength of his armes, yea sometime he is fainte for very hunger, and so thirstie that he hath no more power.
2 Thus saith the Lord who made Hierusale, who fashioned the same to establishe it, whose name is the Lorde:
20 Howe can a man make those his gods, which are not able to be gods?
18 To whom then wyll ye lyken God? or what similitude will ye set vp to him?
5 whom wyll ye make me lyke, or to whom wyll ye make me equall or compare me, that I shoulde be like him?
15 He that fashioned me in my mothers wombe, made he not him also? were we not both shapen a like in our mothers bodies?
17 Shall man be more iust then God? or shall a man be purer then his maker?
7 Neuerthelesse, ye woulde not heare me saith the Lorde, but haue prouoked me to anger with the workes of your handes, to your great harme.
25 To whom nowe will ye liken me, and whom shall I be lyke, saith the holy one?
13 And forgettest the Lorde that made thee, that spread out the heauens, and layde the foundation of the earth: but thou art euer afrayde for the syght of thyne oppressour, which is redy to do harme: where is the wrath of the oppressour?
13 And euen he am I who was from the beginning, and there is none that can take any thing out of my hande: I do the worke, and who shalbe able to let it?
24 Beholde ye are gods of naught, and your making is of naught: yea abhomible is the man that hath chosen you.
13 Behold, is it not of the Lord of hoastes that the people shall labour in the very fire? the people shall euen weery them selues for very vanitie.
18 For thus saith the Lorde, Euen he that created heauen, the God that made the earth & fassioned it, and set it foorth, he dyd not make it for naught, but to be inhabited, euen I the Lorde, without whom there is none other.
13 For lo, he that fourmeth the mountaynes, and createth the winde, and declareth vnto man what is his thought, whiche maketh the morning darkenesse, and walketh vpon the hie places of the earth, the Lorde God of hoastes is his name.
25 Hast thou not heard howe I haue ordeyned such a thing a great whyle a go, and haue prepared it from the beginning? And shall I not nowe bring it foorth that it may destroy and bring strong cities into wast heapes of stones?
4 Yet let no man rebuke or reproue another, for thy people are as they that are at controuersie with the priest.
4 Then I aunswered: I haue lost my labour, I haue spent my strength in vayne: Neuerthelesse, I wyll commit my cause and my worke vnto the Lorde my God.
24 Thus saith the Lorde thy redeemer, euen he that fassioned thee from thy mothers wombe: I the Lorde do all thinges my selfe alone, I only spreade out the heauens, and I only haue laide abrode the earth by my owne selfe.
8 Ye heauens from aboue drop downe, and let the cloudes rayne righteousnesse: the earth open it selfe, let saluation and righteousnesse growe foorth, let it bryng them foorth together: I the Lorde haue created him.
2 Shall he whom the almightie wyl chasten, contend with him? Should not he which disputeth with God, geue him an aunswere?
6 Beholde, before God I am euen as thou: for I am fashioned & made euen of the same molde.
23 Who wyll reproue him of his way? Who wil say vnto him, Thou hast done wrong?